She cautiously picked out the fragments that pierced into his palm, she vaguely remembered that there was a medicine box in the room, she didn't think too much, she walked to the cupboard out of instinct, and sure enough, she found what she wanted, and quickly finished dressing him with medicine, not realizing that Song Qingyuan was looking at her with an unfathomable eye.

"Fortunately, the wound is not deep, and it will be fine if you don't touch the water for a few days."

Song Qingyuan looked at her with a strange expression: "How do you know where the medicine box is?" ”

"Huh?" Zhao Xinlei realized that she had made a big mistake. Just because Yanran often stays in this room, she naturally knows the furnishings here, but Zhao Xinlei, who entered this room for the first time, can't know, "I --- I'm just guessing." ”

He let out a wry smile: "What exactly am I expecting?" You can't be Yanran. ”

"Xianggong, you listen to me---" She didn't want to see him cry so bitterly again, and decided to tell the truth.

Song Qingyuan pointed to the gate and shouted: "Get out!" I don't want to see you! ”

"I ---"

"Get out!" He roared with red eyes.

Zhao Xinlei was angry and anxious, but helpless.

"I, I'll just go out."

As soon as she stepped out of the room, she heard the sound of things being smashed in the room, and she wanted to turn back and confess everything to him, but she thought that she had no evidence, and perhaps he would think that she had other intentions.

What should she do?

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Glass after glass of liquor could not relieve his pain, so he simply picked up the wine jar and poured it.

Fugui snatched the wine jar away, "Young Master, don't drink anymore, you'll get drunk." ”

"Leave me alone--- let me drink ---" Song Qingyuan snatched the wine jar from his hand again, raised his head and grunted violently, "I want to drink, it's better to get drunk to death---"

"Young Master, if you are so drunk again, the younger one will go and tell Madame and ask Madame to come and stop you." Fugui really can't stand it.

Song Qingyuan pointed at him with drunken eyes, "Fugui, you are really getting bolder and bolder---"

"The eldest young master, drinking can't solve things, it's better for the younger one to invite the second young master to come and ---" He was only halfway through his words when he was interrupted by Song Qingyuan.

"Don't go! No one's comfort is of any use to me---" He buried his face in the palm of his hand, and broken words flowed from between his fingers, "I just want Yanran, but Yanran is dead, and she will never come back." Why did God let us meet and break us apart, why? ”

Fugui tiptoed away the wine jar, "Young Master, you're drunk." ”

"I'm not drunk, I'm sober." Song Qingyuan yelled angrily. The body shook a few times, and then looked around for the wine jar, "Where's my wine?" I haven't had enough of it---"

"Young Master, don't drink anymore." Fugui put his arm on his shoulder and carried him to the bed: "You lie down on the bed first, and the little one will help you heat the kettle and relieve the hangover tea." ”

He unconsciously whispered in his mouth: "I don't want hangover tea--- I want wine--- give me wine----"

"Okay, okay, big young master, the little one will go get the wine right away." He had to coax him first.

Song Qingyuan obediently lay down and waved his big hand, "Go quickly--- I want to drink---

"The little ones are going." Fugui opened the door and saw that Zhao Xinlei was about to knock on the door and come in. "County Lord, the eldest young master is drunk."

Zhao Xinlei looked concerned and nodded in understanding.

"Go down! The eldest young master just let me take care of it. Song Qingyuan is not a person who loves the contents of the cup, she can guess the reason why he is drunk.

"Don't leave me--- I beg you not to go, I don't want to lose your ---"

Her heart tightened, "Xianggong, why are you torturing yourself like this? ”

"Yanran, where are you? I want you back, Yanran ---" he shouted with his eyes closed.

Zhao Xinlei pinched her nose in disgust and sat down at the head of the bed, "What a heavy smell of wine, how much wine have you drunk?" She patted him on the cheek, "Xianggong, Xianggong." ”

"Well--- it's noisy to death--- go away--- you all ignore me, let me get drunk to death--- so that I can be with Yanran---" Song Qingyuan waved her away angrily.

She was so angry that her eyebrows stood up, and she pinched his ears with two fingers: "What nonsense are you talking about, if you continue to die like this, the commander will make me disappointed in you and regret marrying you!" ”

"Oops---" he lifted his eyelids in pain, "what are you doing?" ”

"Are you sober?"

Song Qingyuan frowned, trying to see the person in front of him clearly.

"Who are you--- you?" He asked drunkenly.

She asked fiercely, "You haven't woken up yet, have you?" ”

Shaking his groggy head, Song Qingyuan only felt that the woman's tone of voice was very familiar.

Zhao Xinlei's throat tightened, and her soft voice was already crying.

"You big idiot! I forgot to work so hard to be with you, and you didn't even recognize me, and you treated me so badly, why did I come here, why did I go to reincarnation early---"

"You--- you Yanran?" Song Qingyuan patted his heavy head and hugged her in great surprise, "Yanran, I knew you wouldn't leave me alone." ”

She picked up her pink fist and smacked him a few times, "Let go, let me go!" ”

"I won't let it go! As soon as I let go, you'll be gone, even if the Jade Emperor comes, you can't tell me to let go---" He hugged her desperately.

"Hate, you hate the most!" Zhao Xinlei's eyes were red, and she burst into tears in two blinks.

Song Qingyuan's fiery feelings were like a flood, and he couldn't hold back any longer: "Yanran--- you are really my Yanran---, you finally returned to my side---"

"I'm not --- well---" Before he finished speaking, he was blocked and couldn't speak.

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At the moment, both of them forgot where they were.

"Childe--- Xianggong---" she was drunk by the smell of wine in his mouth.

"You belong to me, I will never let you go again---" he hugged her tightly---

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"Yanran ---"

Zhao Xinlei shouted in a fascinated voice: "I --- my ---"

"I've been waiting for a long time, --- I can't wait any longer."

"Mutual ---"

"Yanran, you're finally mine."

At this moment, they can no longer care about anything else, they just want to have each other.

When Song Qingyuan woke up from a hangover, found --- on the futon and the traces left on his body, and asked Fugui, he learned that it was Zhao Xinlei who took care of him in the room last night, and he was no longer allowed to quibble.

"Damn it!" He cursed in a low voice, hating that he actually regarded Zhao Xinlei as Yanran---

He quickly took care of his clothes and came to Laneige Building with a cold expression.

"Xianggong, you're awake! I'm about to go over to see you, does your head still hurt? Zhao Xinlei stepped forward with a smile, only then did she notice that his expression was wrong: "Your complexion is so ugly, what's wrong?" ”

Song Qingyuan's face was cold: "I'm going to ask you." ”

"Ask me?"

"Don't think that after yesterday's events, I will accept you. I can only tolerate one woman in my heart, and that woman is ---, definitely not you. He said coldly.

She was stunned for a long time: "What do you --- you say?" "He doesn't even remember.

"I admit that I am also at fault, I shouldn't have quit drinking and pretending to be crazy and mistaking you for Yanran! But I promise it won't happen again in the future. ”

His heartless words immediately ignited the anger in Zhao Xinlei's heart.

"Smack"! She rewarded Song Qingyuan with a jade goddess palm.

"You want to get rid of everything now that you're gone, don't you? I can't imagine that you are this kind of man, I really misjudged you--- woo--- why is my life so bitter, it's better to die---" she cried a lot.

Song Qingyuan was stunned by her tears, and even forgot to react when he was slapped.

Okay! Although you miss your sweetheart, you don't care about my life or death, anyway, it's my life, it's my --- to practice myself---

Zhao Xinlei covered her tears with her sleeves, and peeked at his reaction from time to time, knowing that it was quite dangerous, but she still hoped to awaken his memory, "Don't come to me again in the future, go find those warblers and Yanyan outside--- I insist on relying on you--- blame me for being amorous---"

"You ---" he was confused.